Cars 3

Jackson Storm: Wow! Thank you, Mr. McQueen. You have no idea what a pleasure it is for me to finally beat you. Lightning: Uh, thanks. [pauses] Wait, hang on, did you say meet or beat? Jackson: [pauses, levelly] I think you heard me. McQueen: [confused] Uh, what? Chick Hicks: Welcome back to Chick's Picks with Chick Hicks, starring me, former and forever Piston Cup champion Chick Hicks! [imitates fanfare] This just in: Rookie Jackson Storm slams the proverbial door on Lightning McQueen! [laughs] I could've enjoyed it if I'd beaten McQueen myself. Oh, wait, I have! [chuckles] But enough about me. Here to tell you how it happened is professional number-cruncher, Miss Natalie Certain! Natalie: It's no mystery when you study the data, Chick. Jackson Storm is part of the next generation of high-tech racers, unlike the veterans of yesterday. Chick: What? Old-timers like this guy? [gestures to a picture of Lightning and laughs.] Natalie: Um... right. Storm achieves his top speed by exploiting

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[catches up to Cal, who has announced his retirement] Hey, Cal! [drives up to him] Hey, retirement? What's going on? Yeah.

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Sally: Hey, Stickers. Lightning: Hey. Sal. Sally: How you feeling? Lightning: Yeah. Great. Really, really, great. Sally: Been thinking about Doc again? Lightning: Yeah. You know they told him when he was done. He didn't decide. I don't want what happened to Doc... to happen to me. Sally: But that hasn't happened. Sally: Then, change it up. Try something new. Lightning: I don't know, Sally, I... Sally: Don't fear failure. Be afraid of not having the chance; you have the chance!

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Sterling: Hey, Cruz! Cruz Ramirez: Oh, hey, Mr. Sterling! Sterling: I'd like to introduce you to Lightning McQueen. Lightning: [to Cruz] I hear you're the maestro. [chuckles] Cruz: [ignoring Lightning] Mr. Sterling, did you say Lightning McQueen was here? Because he'd be great! [snorts] I don't see him anywhere! Luigi: Uh.... but he's right here. [gestures to McQueen] Do you not see him? Cruz: Nope. Still don't see him. Luigi: But he is right in front of you! It is Lightning McQueen! Cruz: He's obviously an imposter. [circles] He looks old and broken down. Lightning: Hey! Cruz: With flabby tires! [hits his front right tire] Lightning: I do not! Cruz: Use that!! Lightning: Whoa! Oh, yeah. I see. I can use that energy for motivation, right? [playfully growls] Cruz: It's all about motivation, Mr. McQueen. You can use anything negative as fuel to push through to the positive! Lightning: I've been pretty positive since I was a rookie. Cruz: I am so excited that I get to train you. I grew up

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Sterling: Hey! Lightning! Come in, got something to show you. You ready? Lightning: Uh... for what? [He enters; Sterling shows him of array of Lightning McQueen-themed merchandise] Wow. Sterling: You are about to become the best brand in racing. We are talking saturation on all continents for every demographic. Movie deals, infomercials, product endorsements! Lightning: Mudflaps? Sterling: Of course! We'll be rich beyond belief! You think you are famous now? Lightning: Thought you'd be mad about the simulator, I mean th-this is all great, Mr. Sterling, I guess, but... I don't know. I never really thought of myself as a brand. Sterling: Oh, nor do I. I'm a fan, maybe your most avid. I think of this as your legacy. Lightning: [pause, chuckles weirdly] That... that sounds like something that happens after you're... [with sudden realization] ...Done racing. [Long pause] Mr. Sterling, what is this about? Sterling: Look, Lightning. [inhales] I'm not gonna race you. Lightning: [shocked] What?

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Luigi: Welcome, racers, to Fireball Beach! Historic home for today's great test of speed! Our finish line will be the abandoned pier in the distance! Lightning: [under his breath] All right. Quicker than quick, [closes his eyes] faster than fast, I am speed... Cruz: That is great self-motivation. Did you come up with that? Lightning: Yeah, I did. Luigi: On your mark, get set... GO! Lightning: [zooms forward and finishes at the pier] Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo! There you go! Felt good! [drives back to Cruz] Hey, what was my speed? Cruz: I don't know. I can only track you on the treadmill. Lightning: No treadmills! Cruz: Oh. What about Hamilton? Hamilton: Hamilton here. Lightning: Who's "Hamilton"? Cruz: My electronic personal assistant. You know, like on your phone. [chuckles; pauses] You do have a phone, don't you? Lightning: Race cars don't have phones, Cruz. Cruz: Hamilton, track Mr. McQueen’s speed and report it. Hamilton: Tracking! Cruz: I'll stay as close as I can. Your suit will transmit y

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